Meng Xingyin is a graceful and gentle lady.
While Mang Yueyao has a slight cold aura.
"Don’t worry." Mang Yueyao looked at her, "I just happen to be free this Saturday to accompany you. You know hypnotism too, right? If I go, will you still have time alone with him?"
Mang Yueyao also knew that her sister liked Fu Tingzhou.
Meng Xingyin sat beside her, clasping Mang Yueyao’s arm. The two twins, close since childhood, had always been deeply loved by their family, "Sister... I always feel like he vaguely knows that his amnesia is related to our family’s hypnotism."
Meng Xingyin didn’t know much about hypnotism, but Mang Yueyao had learned it with their grandmother since she was young.
"What?" Mang Yueyao looked at her sister’s worried and pale face, patting the back of Meng Xingyin’s hand to comfort her, "This matter is extremely secretive. When Mr. Fu Senior asked our people to help Fu Tingzhou with hypnotism to erase memories, he issued a confidentiality order. If Fu Tingzhou finds out, it has nothing to do with us, we were just following orders. But now, four years have passed... Although this hypnotism is useful, every four or five years we need to reinforce and re-hypnotize, otherwise, his memory will eventually recover."
Meng Xingyin lowered her eyes, one hand tightly holding Mang Yueyao’s, the other clutching the corner of her nightgown, "The person he forgot, what is her name? Can you tell me, sister?"
Mang Yueyao was the only one involved in the hypnotism four years ago.
Meng Xingyin knew, but she didn’t know many details.
She only knew that Mr. Fu Senior asked the Zhou Family’s hypnotist to delete some of Fu Tingzhou’s memories, memories about someone.
A woman that Fu Tingzhou loved the most.
And every time Fu Tingzhou went for psychological therapy at her work, he would mention that woman."
The first time Meng Xingyin saw that distinguished and extraordinary man mention that woman, there was a sparkle in his eyes.
It made her heart tremble.
What kind of woman could make the Third Young Master Fu so obsessed?
Mang Yueyao looked at her sister but still shook her head.
"I can’t say, but Xingyin, if you like Fu Tingzhou, then as your sister, I will help you make him forget that woman, and the time is almost upon us. I heard from the Zhou Family that they are going to contact Mr. Fu Senior to see if they should re-hypnotize and reinforce the deletion, but the front desk said Mr. Fu Senior mentioned it’s not needed for now. My hypnotism might not be as good as my brothers’ and sisters’, but I can manage on my own. This Saturday, I will go to your studio, and then, I will re-enter Fu Tingzhou’s memory world...."
While she spoke, Mang Yueyao tightly held Meng Xingyin’s hand.
Meng Xingyin’s palms were sweaty.
"Xingyin, since you like Fu Tingzhou, you should also know what you ought to do."
"But, I don’t want to deceive him." Meng Xingyin’s face showed her conflict; she liked Fu Tingzhou, but how could she use such a method to deceive him. "These past years, he has always wanted to recover his memories. He’s in pain, sister, I can’t be so selfish...."
"My foolish sister, once he recovers his memories, he will no longer come to your studio. He’ll remember the woman he loved, and then he’ll have nothing to do with you anymore. Although our Meng Family also has some status in North City, compared to the Fu Family, we’re not really a match. There are many prominent ladies who like Fu Tingzhou, including daughters of top business magnates; you don’t have the advantage of family background compared to them."
Looking at the innocence in Meng Xingyin’s eyes, Mang Yueyao frowned with concern.
"Xingyin, if you like him, you have to grip him tightly; this is a great opportunity for you to be with him. Once the timing is right, you can completely use some unconventional and necessary methods to achieve your goal. Countless people are eyeing the position of Mrs. Fu..."
Meng Xingyin slowly withdrew her hand, embracing Mang Yueyao.
"Sister, I know you’re thinking about me, but I...I...." Meng Xingyin’s heart was in turmoil, not knowing how to express herself. She indeed had feelings, but also a trace of rationality.
Mang Yueyao stroked her back, "Leave it to your sister, I’ll help you!"
Fu Tingzhou’s car stopped not far from the entrance of Shuimu Star Chinese Restaurant.
He took out his phone, ready to send a message to Tang Xi, when he saw a few people push the door and come out.